I wait for the postman to bring me a letter.
I wait for the good Lord to make me feel better.
And I carry the weight of the world on my shoulders.
A family in crisis that only grows older.
Why you have to go.
Why you have to go.
Why you have to go.
Daughter to father, daughter to father.
I am broken but I am hoping.
Daughter to father, daughter to father.
I am crying, a part of me is dying and.
These are, these are.
The confessions of a broken heart.
And I wear all your old clothes, your polo sweater.
I dream of another you.
The one who would never never.
Leave me alone to pick up the pieces.
A daddy to hold me, that’s what I needed.
So why you have to go.
Why you have to go.
Why you have to go.
Daughter to father, daughter to father.
I dont know you, but I still want to.
Daughter to father, daughter to father.
Tell me the truth, did you ever love me.
Cause these are, these are.
The confessions of a broken heart.
Of a broken heart.
I love you,
I love you.
I love you.
I..
I love you.
Daughter to father, daughter to father.
I dont know you, but I still want to.
Daughter to father, daughter to father.
Tell me the truth.
Did you ever love me?
Did you ever love me?
These are..
The confessions,
of a broken heart.
Oh yeah.
I wait for the postman to bring me a letter.
and yet another meaningless post.